This is not Palo Santo. Nothing against that beautiful herb, but it doesn’t live here, and I realize I don’t even know what it looks like! A quick google search turns up almost exclusively pics of sticks for sale. So here’s the thing: we burn palo...

(aka, losing our marbles…) TRUSTING THE WILD MIND: A LISTENING PRACTICE… I was thinking about wild mind last night, remembering how vital it feels to slip out of rational, plotting, methodical thinking, to let the mind wander and expand and take journeys...

If like me you’re feeling pretty wintry and less outwardly festive in this new year, may I recommend a good documentary for these dark days? I recently watched “Ken Burns: The West,” and WOW ~ heartbreaking and beautiful and intense! …to learn...

I like to think that going into the wilds is like coming home, returning to a place that makes sense in a real way. For it is here that herbs and flowers grow, here where clean waters flow… Perhaps there is some element of escapism at work as well, but perhaps...

This feels like a risqué subject to broach, as it calls us out, those of us who are trying to be “conscious” and self-aware and good stewards of this world ~ but who may be driven unconsciously by mindsets of **Privilege** we don’t even know we hold....